Behind Enemy Lines (Day Three)

[Akirapryde]

She nodded, "yes" she uttered softly as she looked at the flower in her hand. Her mind fighting a war against the demon his touch unleashed upon her. Her hands trembled with the urge to unleash judgement upon him. Her voice betrayed her conflicting emotions.

"Did you know that Darkness is generous," she said softly as her eyes remained focused on the flower. "One of its gifts is concealment. Our true faces lie in the dark beneath our skins, our true hearts remain shadowed deeper still. But the greatest concealment lies not in protecting our secret truths, but in hiding from the truths of others.
The dark protects us from what we dare not know."

"You can not see in to darkness," she dared not turn to face him this time. "You see only darkness. Not the ugliness that it hides." Once more her voice betrayed the pain of lost forgotten wounds ripped open. "In this gift, Darkness is merciful."